And God's got a Heaven for a country trash
A leather line for the hull and gee
Got a cultivator and a double tree
For security when I grow old
A big tall tree that shades the yard
God's got a Heaven for a country trash
Well there's not much new ground left to plow
Let the thunder roll and the lightning flash
But we'll all be equal under the grass
I'm doing alright for country trash
I'm doing alright for country trash
Got a pot belly stove a cord of wood
I got a mackinaw and a hunting dog
My hands don't earn me too much gold
And crops need fertilizing now
A cap that I ordered from the catalog
I'm doing alright for country trash
A big fat sow for the winter's lard
Mama turns the left-overs into hash
Let the thunder roll and the lightning flash
The wind's from the south and the fishing's good
I'm saving up dimes for a rainy day
I got about a dollar laid away
